He frowned, the anger on his body kept pouring out, and his tone was cold and hard, "Why should I feel guilty? ”

The hatred in Jiang Ai's eyes couldn't help but surge up, she pulled her lips speechlessly, she only felt that the man in front of her was as cold-blooded as he was, as disgusting as he was, as disgusting as he was, "You betrayed his trust, wasted his cultivation, seized power and usurped the throne, and caused him to be admitted to the hospital." You have all the disloyalty, unfilial piety, unkindness and injustice. ”

"So what?" He approached her, and the warm breath hit her face, dyed with ambiguity, but more of a show-off, "I also married his daughter, and we will have children in the future, and we will never die in this life." By the way, when you die, you will be buried with me and bear my name. ”

"Bo Shuyan!" Angry and embarrassed, she reached out to push him, but was encircled in his arms domineeringly.

He looked at her red mist-stained eyes and said with a smile: "So, you'd better know the current affairs and know what to say and what not to say, otherwise, I will let you sleep on the streets in minutes and freeze to death." ”

Tears instantly wet her red eyes, and she stared at him deadly, biting her lips like a little wolf cub ready to pounce on her life at any moment.

But as if he had not seen it, he leaned over, and his lips fell on hers, and murmured, "If you are wise, please me and make me happy, which is what you should do." If you have what you can do," he said, he reached out and took her hand and pressed it to his heart, "kill me." ”

Jiang Ai's brain slammed, and before he could react, he deepened the kiss.

Humiliation and shame grew wildly in her body, but she remained silent and did not say a word. Her nerves tensed rapidly, for fear of disturbing everything in the night.

But the more she struggled, the more rude and domineering he became.

I don't know how long it took, he let go of her cleanly, like discarding a doll he no longer liked, turned around, and walked out without looking back.

All the strength was unloaded, and she collapsed to the ground, her fingers clutching at her hair, basking in pain that she could not get rid of and speak, not seeing the slightest staggering of his steps or the fragility of his body.

She didn't know how she could get to the ward, and she collapsed on the sofa in a puddle of mud, staring at the ceiling with dull eyes.

The ticking sound of the ECG monitor rang out rapidly, breaking all the silence.

Jiang Ai sat up from the sofa and saw nurses and doctors in white coats running in.

She had been in the hospital for months, and she couldn't know what that meant.

She ran over barefoot, panicked as the doctor was methodically doing the examination.

There had never been a panic, and the more she calmed down, the faster her sanity was swallowed up. She bit her fingers desperately, desperately trying to keep her body from trembling.

"Go into the operating room immediately." After the doctor finished speaking, he looked at the nurse next to him and said, "Hurry up and call Professor Zhang." ”

The nurse answered and ran outside.

The other nurses helped the doctor sort everything out and pushed the bed out.

Jiang Ai ran out with the nurse, got on the elevator, and arrived at the door of the operating room in a hurry, and was about to go in, but was stopped by the nurse, "Are you Jiang Weiguo's family?" The patient's condition was critical, so he hurried to the cashier office to deposit the money. ”

Jiang Ai said hello, turned around and walked towards the payment office, only then did he remember that he had no money on him.

She hurriedly took out her mobile phone, and looked at the annoying Bo on it who was about to dial, but her fingers couldn't be pressed.

Cold sweat spilled out layer by layer, her back quickly soaked, her eyelashes blinking incessantly, and her pale cheeks flushed with an abnormal redness.

She took two deep breaths, relieved the dry itch in her throat, bit her lip, and finally found the heartwarming number and dialed it.

Half an hour later, Xinnuan rushed to the hospital, and outside the operating room, she found Jiang Ai huddled in a chair.

She was wearing thin pajamas, and in the empty corridor, she was lonely and helpless like a lost child.

Xinnuan walked a few steps quickly, stepped forward, squatted in front of her, helped her smooth her messy hair with her fingers, and reached out to hug her cold body, "It's okay, I'm here, it's okay." ”

Jiang Ai raised his head at this time, looked at the distressed heart, held back his tears, and desperately squeezed out a sentence from his throat, "My dad will be fine, right?" ”

"It's going to be fine." Xinnuan showed a comforting smile, got up and sat down beside her, "The one who operated on my uncle is the best doctor in this area, and it will be fine, don't worry." ”

Jiang Ai snorted, strangled several bad thoughts in his head, and tried to calm down.

She looked up, her red eyes staring at the three big red characters in the operation, and the fingers that had already grasped pantothenic acid loosened weakly, and then held them tightly again.

Time seems to have been stretched countless times, and every minute of waiting is a long torment.

I don't know how long it took, but a few bright rays of light came in through the darkness outside the window.

Xinnuan looked down at the watch on his wrist, it was already six o'clock in the morning.

She moved her stiff neck, looked back at Jiang Ai, who was silent with her head down, and reached out to hold her cold hand.

Suddenly, the door of the operating room opened, and Jiang Ai stood up.